Earl Keen, Robert - Amarillo Highway Lyrics






I'm a high straight in Plainview
A side bet in Idalou
An' a fresh deck in New Deal
Yeah some call me high hand
And some call me low hand
But I'm holding what I am the wheel
'Cause I'm panhandlin' manhanlin'
Post holin' high rollin' dust bowlin' Daddy
I ain't got no blood in my veins
I just got them four lanes
Of hard Amarillo Highway

I don't wear no Stetson
But I'm willin' to bet son
That I'm big a Texan as you are
There's a girl in her bare feet
Asleep on the back seat
And that trunk's full of Pear beer and Lone Star

'Cause I'm panhandlin' manhanlin'
Post holin' high rollin' dust bowlin' Daddy
I ain't got no blood in my veins
I just got them four lanes
Of hard Amarillo Highway

Gonna hop outta bed
Pop a pill in my head
Bust the hub for the Golden Spread
Under Blue Skies
Gonna stuff my hide
Behind some Power Glide
Get some southern friend
Back in my hide

'Cause I'm panhandlin' manhanlin'
Post holin' high rollin' dust bowlin' Daddy
I ain't got no blood in my veins
I just got them four lanes
Of hard Amarillo Highway

As close as I'll ever get to Heaven
Is makin' speed up old eighty-seven
Of that hard Amarillo Highway





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  1. B.... ....

    Well
    I'm a high straight in Plainview
    Side bet in Idalou
    An a fresh deck in New Deal
    Yeah
    Some call me high hand
    An some call me low hand
    But I'm holdin what I am…The Wheel
    'Cause
    I'm panhandlin
    Man handlin
    Post holin
    High rollin
    Dust Bowlin…Daddy
    An I ain't got no blood veins
    I just got them four lanes
    Of hard…Amarillo Highway
    Yeah
    I don't wear no Stetson
    But I'm willin to bet son
    That I'm a big a Texan as you are
    'Cause
    There's a girl in her barefeet
    'Sleep on the back seat
    An that trunk is full of Pearl…and Lone Star
    (chorus)
    So
    Gonna hop outta bed
    Pop a pill in my head
    Yeah, bust the Hub for the Golden Spread
    Under blue skies
    Gonna stuff my hide
    Behind some power glide
    An get some southern fried…back in my eyes
    (chorus)
    An close I'll ever get to heaven
    Is makin' speed up ol' 87
    Of that hard-ass…Amarillo Highway

  2. G.... N....

    Bust a hub...

  3. H.... L....

    DUST BOWLIN' DADDY!!!